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May 16, 2012
MwM Author Spotlight: Beverly Rae
Marketing with Mandy Author Spotlight: Beverly Rae
Q: Tell us a little about your experience with Samhain Publishing.
A: I love having my books published by Samhain. I’ve had a variety of experiences with several different publishers, from the worst to the best. Samhain, I can truthfully say, is one of the best. The owner, the staff as well as my fellow authors are all great. They’re professional, courteous and have never let me down.
Q: What tips/tricks do you use for marketing or promoting your own titles?
A: I like to use a tracking tool to see which online promotional sites drive traffic to my site. Additionally, I actively promote my books on Yahoo, Twitter and Facebook, among other venues.
Q: What is one thing you’d want to tell a newer author, just coming into the game?
A: Steady as you go! So many new authors think they’re going write one book, have a publisher love it and then rake in the money. Unfortunately, that’s not the way it happens in most cases. Take time to learn the craft. Take your time to learn where to submit. Everyone has to pay their dues. So start paying!
Q: Could you tell us a bit about your latest release?
A: I have several releases coming out in 2012. The two next releases from Samhain are Sex with a Hex (Magical Sisters, book 2 – releasing Jan. 24th) and Betting the Moon (Cannon Pack, book 4 – April 24th).
Sex with a Hex continues the series about the Tristan sisters, each of whom have a special power. Allie is a succubus, Meg is a witch and Hilly is a shape-shifter.
Betting the Moon takes a character, Tucker Manning, from one of the previous Cannon Pack books and tells his story. He and a witch battle a vampire in a high stakes poker championship. But more is at stake than just winning the money!
Q: Can you tell us a little about your current WIP’s?
I am writing my next book for the Cannon Pack series along with a new book for a different publisher. I’ll just mum about them for now. Why spoil the surprise?
Q: How did you get into writing?
A: As with most good things in my life, I happened to just fall into it. Just for fun, I took an online writing course with an editor running the show. I pitched a book idea to her, she loved it and asked me to send it to her. Of course, I didn’t tell her that I hadn’t written the first page yet! Within a month, however, I emailed her the book and she contracted it.
Q: How do balance family and writing?
A: I’m a very lucky woman. My husband has supported my writing, even when I didn’t make a dime. Thanks to him, I’ve always been a stay-at-home mom who could write whenever I wanted.
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May 15, 2012
Just Released: Parker’s Honor by Mandy M Roth (Help Spread the Word)
BRAND NEW RELEASE (never before released): Parker’s Honor (Cowboys & Supernaturals) by Mandy M Roth.
Sometimes honor comes with a price. Sometimes is comes with love…
Doctor Parker MacSweeny treats the folks of Prospect Springs. He’s well respected, has a reputation as being a fine doctor and tends to anyone who crosses his threshold—even if they aren’t in good standing with the law. He’s lived an adventurous life, bedding lots of ladies, never thinking of settling down with just one. He’s been content with his practice and going several towns over to take advantage of the brothels there. He doesn’t like mixing business and pleasure.
When a woman comes to town masquerading as someone from Parker’s past, everything changes. She’s not who she first claims to be—hell, she’s not even who she says she is next. The beautiful, strong, amazingly talented woman gets his thoughts all jumbled and his groin hard. She’s more than she appears to be and he damn well plans on uncovering all her secrets and then getting her to accept his claim. One proves easier than the other.
Warning: This novella contains strong language and shape shifting cowboys of the future who will melt your socks off. This novella also has explicit, graphic sexual content and is not for the faint of heart.
Amazon
Barnes and Noble link coming soon
Did you miss book one in the Cowboys in Supernatural Series?
Blaze of Glory (info and buy page)
(Please help me spread the word about this new release. You can tweet it, facebook it, other social media it, post it on your blog, tell your friends, shout it off roof tops… hey, I’ll accept anything. I appreciate all your help and your support. Thank you!)
May 13, 2012
As a reader what can I do to help promote you and your books?
I’m getting lots and lots of email asking me this so I thought I’d paste in my FAQ answer. And THANK YOU!
As a reader what can I do to help promote you and your books?
You can wrap your arms around yourself and hug yourself from me. I mean it. The fact so many of you email to ask me how you can help spread the word about me/my books is awesome! The best way to help is by asking your local bookstores/libraries carry my books. Another awesome way to help is by taking the time to write a quick online review of my books—Amazon, Barnes and Noble, ARE, they all offer spots for readers to write reviews. I have to say, it tickles me to no end when readers go the extra mile and write a review (good or bad). I understand fully that taking time out of one’s busy day to comment about my title is important, again, good or bad comments.
Sum up for what you as a reader can do to help spread the word about me and my titles:
Talk about my books online.
Post about my books.
Blog about my books.
Put up online reader reviews (always honest, if you hate a title say so, I won’t hold it against you… if you love it, say so)—It should be noted that The Raven Books/ my other pub houses already has a set number of “professional” review sites that they automatically sends to and they have a person in charge of this who tracks and logs all ARCs sent for review to professional sites.
Agree/disagree with reviews already posted on various vendors
Hit the LIKE button on my titles at vendors
Agree or disagree with TAG words on vendors.
If you see someone is reading an author who is similar to me, suggest they try me (politely, of course… but we know this goes without saying).
Anything online is the single MOST important thing you can do to help me. Why? Simple, because the majority of my sales have ALWAYS come from ebooks. And with the market shift moving towards ebooks more and more each day this is becoming so for many authors. Not just me.
If you would like some promo goodies (bookmarks, etc) to pass around to your friends, local bookstores, reading groups and libraries please email me mandyATmandyrothDOTcom with subject header PROMO GOODIES. Include your name and snail mail addy in the email. I can’t promise when they’ll be mailed out or how many will be sent. It depends on what I have on hand and how often my personal assistant is able to get to mailings.
May 12, 2012
Author Marketing Tips and Tricks
Let’s get this started off with me talking about me (hey, I put this together, I get to talk about me too LOL). Here is my blog bio:
About Mandy M. Roth
Mandy M. Roth grew up fascinated by creatures that go bump in the night. From the very beginning, she showed signs of creativity. At age five, she had her first piece of artwork published. Writing came into play early in her life as well. Over the years, the two mediums merged and led her to work in marketing. Combining her creativity with her passion for horror has left her banging on the keyboard into the wee hours of the night. Mandy lives with her husband and three children on the shores of Lake Erie, where she is currently starting work on her Master’s Degree. She was nominated for Romantic Times Bookclub Magazine’s Reviewer’s Choice Award for Best Paranormal Erotic.
Mandy has topped the Amazon bestselling charts more than once and has a loyal and steady following. She does cover art under the brush name Natalie Winters and is very involved with helping authors learn to market their books. In 2009 she and fellow author Michelle M. Pillow started their own self-publishing endeavor named The Raven Books. It spawned from the name of a nightclub in Mandy’s wildly popular Daughter of Darkness Series. In July 2010 they opened The Raven Books to third party distribution and by Dec 2011 had sold WELL over 150,000 ebooks.
Mandy writes for The Raven Books, Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Harlequin Spice, Pocket Books and Random House/Virgin/Black Lace.
Moving on to Author Marketing Tips and Tricks:
I’ve been published and writing for just over 8 years now. Prior to that I worked in marketing and advertising. I have degrees in commercial art, art, business and marketing. I’m a bestselling author. I co-own a very successful publishing house (The Raven Books). I make a good living doing this and have awesome readers so I’m going to go out on a limb here and call myself informed enough to be offering advice to other writers.
Helping authors isn’t new to me. I’ve been doing it from day one. I’m pulling together blog posts from over the years so you can find them with ease. Keep in mind, some of the info is dated but you’ll get the idea and it should help you with advertising and promotions. If I didn’t cover something in the following posts be sure to ask me in the comment section of my blog. The next time I’m able, I’ll try my best to draft up something for it. If I don’t know, I’ll tell you as much. I’m honest like that.
Guest Blogging Tips and Tricks: This is a biggie. As someone who runs two very successful blogs I get asked all the time about guest blogging. I also get slammed with people turning things in wrong. This often takes too much of my time so I pass on them.
Websites, Getting Started: Again, some of this is dated because its an old post but the info needed on your site is still the same.
FREE alternatives to Photoshop: Great site (not on my blog) that discusses the options.
How to resize your cover: You WILL need to know this. Video link.
Making your own static banner ad: This will save you money.Video link.
Making your own bookmark: Video I made years ago that will walk you through the process.
Building an author press kit: Off site link to details.
Making your own book videos I, II, III: THREE part series from author Michelle M Pillow.
May 11, 2012
Somber Resplendence
Excerpt from Somber Resplendence by Mandy M. Roth
Aland Werner walked through the darkened halls of the hospital, wondering how it was he could have missed Sidney’s signal, missed she was so very close to him all these years. Literally within his precinct. He still marveled at how destiny had seemingly laid her out before him. Had Aland not been aiding Sirius, in concerns with his mate Phoebe, he’d have never known Sidney was his, and so very close. Had a renegade warrior from his own race not tipped his hand, revealing he’d been in contact with Sidney, he would have never seen his mate’s face frozen on a television screen on a dance studio in the Zodiac Zone. He’d have never known she’d been in danger.
Anger welled inside him once more. A slow, calculated grin slipped over his face as he thought of the painful way in which the renegade had met his death. Aland wanted to summon the man back from the afterlife and torture him for eternity for daring to terrify his mate. Already he chanced too much, tempting the fates by killing the man when he should have sent him forth to be tried in the king’s courts. Aland had to keep his nose clean and his power off the radar for a while, just until he was certain no one would notice the death of a renegade. As strict as their king was with traitors, he respected and abided by the rules of the realm, expecting those who served as his head guards and Gatekeepers to do the same.
Aland shook his head, trying to will the thoughts from it. He was too close to finally coming face-to-face with his mate to let anything, even fear of his king, interfere.
How many times had he and his partner driven past this very hospital? How many times had he responded to calls generating from the emergency room on the lowest level? Here she was, under his nose even though she’d seemed so far away. In truth, she’d seemed more like a figment of his imagination or even wishful thinking on his part.
When he was but a boy his father had talked of true mates, women destined for the men of their race from birth. He thought the stories to be just that—fairy tale. He was wrong. He could still see the happiness in his father’s eyes as he spoke to Aland of women from Earth who were said to be fated to wed warriors of their kind. It was as if the man knew something of Aland’s future that he did not. Like he knew one day Aland would find his slice of happiness among humans. Since the female population in his home realm of Constellaziogēn was low—only one female to every twenty men—he’d always assumed the stories were created to give young warriors hope of one day finding happiness. He never dreamed the fates had aligned and selected that one person to complete him. And his one person was here, locked away from other humans, treated as a second-rate citizen, her rights stripped away, all because she knew too much.
The hospital environment was sterile, smelling heavily of disinfectant and lacking anything noteworthy. No matter where he looked, all Aland found was shades of gray and white. Devoid of color and emotion. He wondered how anyone could survive staring at the same setting, day in and day out. It had to be mind-numbing.
Exactly the way it was intended to be.
The night security guard sat with his feet propped on the counter behind unbreakable glass, watching various screens. The man switched ankles, lifting one and crossing the other. His keys jingled on his side. It was the only noise to be heard.
Aland walked right past him, knowing he would not be seen unless he willed it. Humans were almost too easy to manipulate. They presented next to no challenge for him. Long ago he’d learned the only real threat to the Gates between his realm and the human one came from his own kind. He’d never heard of a human accidently stumbling through one or being able to open a portal at all. Though he had heard of them being dragged through by renegade warriors of his race.
He sighed. Where once portals being opened let off a certain energy signature, the enemy was becoming crafty. Already they’d found ways to shield their activities, hiding their movements between realms.
He let his power trickle out and over the hospital level in search of the woman who had captured his attention—the woman he knew to be his mate. She’d been locked away for years, believed to be insane when all along she was gifted beyond the humans’ limited comprehension. She had at least bits of his people’s powers. Somewhere in her family history there had to be a Constellaziogēn. Since his kind had been among humans for many centuries, the ancestor could be further back than even Sidney’s family could trace. All Aland was sure of was Sidney had been able to draw upon enough power to open a portal when she was just a child. That was saying something.
Aland sensed her there and, for the first time in centuries, a feeling of completion came over him. She was in the room at the end of the corridor. Her signature was unmistakable. It thrummed the air, beckoning him closer. He quickened his pace, the need to see her to freedom too great to dismiss.
As he approached her large metal door, he felt something brush past him, going toward the room. Raw and pure animal lust raced through his veins, seeming to center in his groin, wrenching a moan from him. His cock stood at attention, almost as ready as he to find what had caused such a reaction in him.
Aland stalled, glancing around, positive someone or something had touched him. He found nothing. He wasn’t human and his powers were greater than normal while on Earth. For something to make it past him, unseen, it had to be very powerful.
Powerful and able to make my dick hard.
As a Constellaziogēn, an immortal Gatekeeper sent forth hundreds of years ago to guard the portals on Earth, his mission was to protect against unmonitored passage between realms. A task easier said than done since their presence was a closely guarded secret for good reason—their powers, normal in their own realm, were the thing of fantasy on Earth, and there was a risk he and his kind would be revered as gods by humans, or pandemonium would result should the public learn of their presence.
So Aland hid among humans, assuming the same day-to-day lifestyle as they did. His position as a police detective afforded Aland the chance to enforce laws, as he was accustomed to doing, and to receive firsthand information in the event something was to go wrong with the portals, as had been the case recently.
When Aland had seen Sidney’s frozen image on that television screen, he’d known deep down who she was to him. At the time, forced to help Sirius protect Phoebe, Aland had struggled between aiding another or going to his mate, locked away from the world in an institution. He’d done what was required of him at the time, but it was time to seek Sidney out and protect her. With the band of renegades broken up, Aland felt secure she was safe from them, but still, risking losing her wasn’t an option. If nothing else, he needed to simply be near her, even for a little bit until he could devise a plan to get her released through the proper channels.
He continued down the hall, coming to a stop just outside of the door to her room. Putting his palm to the cool metal, Aland let additional power rise from deep within him, scanning the room. He found her there, lying in the bed. Desperate to finally see her, he utilized his power and walked directly through the door, materializing on the other side. The moment his gaze landed on the tall, slender frame in the bed, Aland froze.
Sidney had sacrificed herself to ensure her baby sister and cousin lived as normal lives as they could considering they were destined to mate with powerful Constellaziogēn warriors—a fact their father apparently was well aware of and had tried to stress upon the girls.
Long, silky black hair hung in waves over the edge of the bed. One pale white shoulder showed and he visually traced a line down the length of her body. She was thin. Thinner than she should be and that only served to infuriate Aland more. He should have sensed her need of him and not left her to rot slowly in a mental institution. He’d never bought into the idea of having a special someone and had been content with sating his baser needs with random woman when his cock required attention. It wasn’t until Sidney’s presence was made known to him that nature seemed to take its course—demanding he go to her.
She lay perfectly still as he took a step closer. He reached out tentatively, needing to make contact with her. Something struck Aland, knocking him back into the cinder brick wall with a thud. He blinked, shocked he’d not sensed anyone with him, and stared around the room. Other than the female he’d come for, he was completely alone. His cock once again stiffened at the feel of the energy around him.
He felt it then, something brushing past him once more. It headed straight for her and his insides tightened. “Sidney, wake up!”
She didn’t stir. Instead, whatever power had passed by him, struck her sleeping body and she jerked. Aland cried out and reached for her, knowing then there was no mistake—he’d sacrifice all for her.
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May 9, 2012
Most Wanted Authors CONTEST!
Most Wanted Authors Contest
No rest for the wicked…
It’s a well known fact when authors Yasmine Galenorn, Michelle M. Pillow and Mandy M. Roth get together, bad, bad things are going to happen. Threats of tequila and tattoos, scorpions and nipple clamps have flown across Twitter. Musings involving riding flying monkeys and Thor have also been rampant among this trio, as well as the delightful imagery of Michelle as an ethereal bunny riding cloud maiden. But next year when they get together at RT? We’re sure that hell is going to break loose.
This is where you come in. Tell us what you think will happen. What alleged “crimes” will they have committed? Who will end up in another country with no memory of how they got there? Who will have the photo evidence of the night? Who will need bail money? The Hangover has nothing on these ladies.
Use your imagination to dream up what trouble these three gals will get themselves into. You have three different places to enter this contest. Each author will be selecting her own winner(s) and have their own rules as per entering. Be sure to visit each author’s site for information on how to enter! Most importantly, have fun with this!
RULES for entering here at Mandy M. Roth’s Blog: You must write your ideas/suggestions/for sure facts of what you crimes you think will take place in the comment section of my blog. Contest runs May 8- May 22, 2012 .
Prize: What you’re being entered for a chance to win… (taken from the lovely and talented Yasmine Galenorn herself) You Get What You Get! aka… if you’re selected you might win ebook(s), a print book, a gift cert to Amazon.com, cool promo or swag. If you’re a winner you get whatever I decide to give so get those comments coming!
Yasmine Galenorn
http://www.galenorn.com/index.php?body=contest.htm
Michelle M. Pillow
http://www.michellepillow.com/blog/
Mandy M. Roth
http://mandyroth.com/blog/ (You are here)
Have fun and be creative !
May 8, 2012
Marketing with Mandy Author Spotlight: Robyn Bachar
Marketing with Mandy Author Spotlight: Robyn Bachar
Q: Tell us a little about your experience with Samhain Publishing.
A: I love working with Mr. Sam Hain. I was fortunate enough to tour the new office in Cincinnati last year, and they really do have a gorgeous space. I’ve been blessed with awesome editors and fabulous covers, so I’m very happy.
Q: What tips/tricks do you use for marketing or promoting your own titles?
A: Don’t leave home without promo in your purse. I always carry my rack cards in my bag in case my book comes up in conversation. I try not to be pushy about telling people about my book, because that can turn them off, but it’s always best to be prepared. Oh, and I have also learned that a little free chocolate goes a long way at a book signing.
Q: What is one thing you’d want to tell a newer author, just coming into the game?
A: When my first book came out I asked another author for advice on marketing, and she told me that one of the best things you can do is to build your backlist. Keep writing. The more books you have available, the better chance you have for building a loyal readership.
Q: Could you tell us a bit about your latest release?
A: Bewitched, Blooded and Bewildered is part of my Bad Witch series. It’s a sequel to Blood, Smoke and Mirrors, and it shares the continuing adventures of Cat Duquesne as she tries to balance her new job as Titania with her relationship with her soul mate (and with the vampire who wants to steal her and make her his evil queen).
Q: Can you tell us a little about your current WIPs?
A: At the moment I’m working on more Bad Witch books. I have a novella featuring a character introduced in Bewitched, Blooded and Bewildered, and I’m also working on a sequel to The Importance of Being Emily. I’ve been playing around with a space opera series and a fantasy series, so I’m always busy writing or editing something.
Q: How did you get into writing?
A: I’ve always loved writing. I started my first novel in 8th grade. It was really terrible, but I was encouraged by one of my favorite English teachers to keep writing, and that stuck with me and kept me going. My next serious attempt at a novel came with my first year doing National Novel Writing Month, which resulted in Blood, Smoke and Mirrors.
Q: How do you balance family and writing?
A: After a series of unfortunate events, I’m a free woman again, and it’s just me and my cat. The cat doesn’t mind my writing time as long as he’s allowed to curl up next to me (though he thinks there is room for both him and the laptop on my lap, and he is mistaken).
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May 7, 2012
FREE short promotional stories! Please spread the word!
King, King, Goose? by Mandy M Roth
FREE short paranormal promotional romance story
Rings of Gold by Michelle M Pillow
FREE short promotional contemporary romance story
They Call Me Trixie: Encounter One by Elle Erotique
FREE short EROTIC story
Please help us spread the word and link to these free short stories! Thank you!
May 4, 2012
Radar Deception snippet
Excerpt from Radar Deception by Mandy M Roth (Immortal Ops 3)
Two and a half weeks later….
“Brava, this is Alpha Dog Two, do you have a lock on the target? I repeat—do you have a lock?” The sound of Roi Major’s voice filled Green’s earpiece as he swiveled around in his chair to check the secondary computer monitors. The liquid crystal display and drop-down ability certainly cleaned up much needed counter area in the surveillance van. The days of turning and accidentally putting his elbow through a monitor that was as big—if not bigger than—some televisions were long gone. Now, with his supernatural strength, he only put his elbow through the machines when not paying attention.
Much better.
The interior of the van was still cramped for a man of his size but he was used to it so he didn’t complain. The line feeding into the monitors was from the inner dwellings of the nearest known hotspot for the enemy. It was a lab specializing in genetic research and development. In the grander scale of things, the lab was a small one but it needed to be destroyed all the same.
Gisbert Krauss, the team’s main focus of the moment, had been funneling money throughout Europe and Asia for the last thirty years. His fascination with the idea of immortality and power put the scientist in the forefront of genetic research. Publications in the area of genetics claimed that Krauss was on the verge of some sort of genetic breakthrough. Intel gathered on him proved that he wasn’t just on the threshold of something big, he’d already succeeded and had been conducting research on humans for decades. He’d even been daring enough to have an underground paranormal website talking about DNA alterations and the making of super humans with the potential to be used as weapons for the highest paying governments. A paper trail connected Krauss with Pierre Molyneux, a master vampire who was legendary throughout the supernatural community as a man with means and a wicked bad side. With Molyneux’s connections, Krauss could transport just about anything between countries under the guise of it being art. In the case of Krauss, he was no doubt transporting human cargo and who knew what else.
Green knew after having been briefed by Colonel Brooks on Intel’s latest findings that Krauss had been behind assembling a large group of women in Asia from around the world, impregnating and experimenting on their children in utero. The mothers of the children disappeared once they were born. The more likely explanation was that the mothers were murdered. Apparently, the enemy had aborted their project, or rather hid their testing better because I-Ops got a little too close to discovering them.
The enemy spread the surviving children out to orphanages in various countries. Most were third-world, but from the data Green had read, some were dumped in the United States as well. The majority of their experiments on fetuses and newborns took place between twenty to thirty years ago. The Asia Project was massive. Green had initially assumed the children would not have survived, that they would have died when their bodies attempted a shift or that they’d have gone insane long ago. He’d been wrong. Records indicated that all of them had indeed made it to adulthood. He couldn’t fathom how they coped with having enhanced abilities and turning into an animal or a vampire without warning. It had to leave some sort of lasting damage.
The main issue at hand was that Krauss’ people were sacrificing innocent lives in the name of science and attempting to round up the children from the Asia Project. Green didn’t want to think about what would happen should Krauss get his hands on the people who had once been subjected to testing unwillingly. The very fact that these children managed to grow to be adults spoke volumes about their will to live. Krauss had to know that and he’d exploit it for all it was worth. If that wasn’t enough, information was trickling in that Krauss may have aligned with a powerful Fae.
Shuddering at the thought, Green rubbed his temple. Almost instantly, images of Melanie, a Fae and sister to Eadan, the newest member of the I-Ops team, flooded his mind. She was still clueless as to whom they were and their relationship to one another—thinking her friends were merely girlfriends to I-Ops members when in reality they were now lifemates, spouses.
His cock hardened and his pulse raced. Melanie had worked her way under his defenses and left her imprint. Already he’d spent many a night stroking himself to peak, guided by thoughts of her. Her blue eyes. Her long, white-blonde hair. Her seemingly endless legs. Her scent—distinctly feminine and familiar to him. He needed to touch her and soon or risk going insane. Or developing carpal tunnel from excessive masturbation.
“Bravo Dog One, do we have a go?” Roi asked, drawing Green from his thoughts of Melanie.
Green punched in the sequence of numbers needed to access the facility’s computer system and waited for confirmation that he was indeed in. It had been a bit trickier than he’d assumed it would be to hack into Krauss’ facility but he was confident of his skills.
When a map of the building’s blueprints popped up and an analysis of the security system displayed, he smiled. “Alpha Dog Two, you have a ‘go’ to enter. Once in, you will find two, I repeat, two, tangos. There is a four-second window until my hacks will open the main gate from there. If you attempt to force it, you will set off secondary alarms. Do you read?”
“Copy that. Get antsy and bad things will happen,” Roi said, being his normal sardonic self. He was also famous for simplifying things. As usual, he held true to expectations. “We’ll kill ‘em quietly and then wait for the ‘magik doors’ to open. Do we have to say ‘open sesame’ or do you think your mega brain got the calculations right?”
Captain Lukian Vlakhusha sighed into his headset, clearly annoyed with Roi. It was normal, so no one commented. Besides, they were like brothers. If Roi got too obnoxious, Lukian would just slap him. Arching a brow, Green hoped Lukian might actually haul off and hit Roi. Then again, it could damage the equipment Roi had on. Green had always been partial to technology, though Roi wasn’t too bad either.
Decisions. Decisions.
Green watched the other monitors—there were six in all. Each displayed images of the team members. The cameras were mounted to their headgear. Each soldier was equipped with a small flip visor that when in place, covered one of their eyes. If on, the person could see what a selected team member was viewing. While disengaged, they merely looked through a slightly tinted eye-piece. Green, on the other hand, was able to view what each one of them was currently seeing. It was a little like being a god, at least according to Roi.
Lukian, his captain, was with Roi waiting to enter through the west entrance. Wilson and Eadan were near the south end of the facility, awaiting orders to move in and assist if need be. Jon, the team sniper, was stationed on the north tower, having already taken out the two guards with the hope for more kills. His location was perfect to provide cover should things go awry. The other two monitors provided visuals from Peren, Lukian’s wife and lifemate, and Missy, Roi’s wife and lifemate.
The women were in a secure location three miles up the road in another van, watching the feed from Green’s van. Missy had only just found out she was expecting a child and no one wanted her to go in with the men, regardless of how qualified she was. Missy was a level-one agent with Paranormal Security and Intelligence (PSI). PSI was basically the CIA of the supernatural community. Since humans weren’t permitted to have the knowledge that supernaturals existed, the government denied any and all knowledge of PSI’s existence. Since Missy had also been experimented on in the Asia Project, she had a personal stake in the matter at hand.
Green hated Krauss for playing God but even he had to admire the man’s genius. Krauss had managed to introduce small quantities of supernatural DNA into the bloodstream of an adult human without killing them. That was all but unheard of. Somehow, Green and the men he’d originally worked for had gotten lucky enough to do something similar during the Immortal Ops inception. Each man, with the exception of Green and Lukian, had been injected with DNA to alter their own. They survived. No others had. The good guys stopped trying to play God after that. The bad guys took it as a cue to what was possible and as a sign to proceed.
Krauss’ strands of DNA and his testing increased a person’s physical strength but did not permit them to be able to shift forms or be immortal. That did set his experiments and those subjected to them apart from the I-Ops, who could indeed fully shift and were technically immortal.
Krauss had found a way to enhance those who were already supernatural. This eluded I-Ops. Basically, Krauss had managed to introduce other aspects of supernaturals into a pre-existing one. Meaning, he could, theoretically, give a vampire similar traits as a werewolf. All and all, Krauss could and would be powerful enough to take down even the I-Ops at the rate he was going. He was a new kind of evil. One who would stop at nothing to rule the world.
Green twisted in his seat once more, keying in the coordinates to the satellite above. It took a second but it synced up and began systematically zooming in as per his instructions, generating 3-D images of the area as it went. The images showed the facility, his van, the second van containing Peren and Missy, and the surrounding area. The moment he spotted vehicles that weren’t supposed to be there, he let out a long breath.
Of course. Nothing can be easy.
Glancing at the screen for Jon, Green estimated their “guests” arrival time. “Bravo Tiger Two, we’ve got a convoy of vehicles moving in from the north. ETA, two minutes.”
“Copy that,” Jon said, no doubt positioning himself to watch through his scope as the convoy approached. “I have a visual.”
That didn’t surprise Green. Jon was part were-tiger and had amazing eyesight to begin with. Add in the use of a scope and it was damn hard to fall out of his line of sight, making Green very happy they were on the same side considering how accurate Jon was within 4000 meters. Anything above that and Jon had to fight the limits of technology. He didn’t have to fight his eyesight.
Green noted that Roi and Lukian had taken out the enemies within the entrance to the facility just in time for his hacks to begin to take effect. The gate opened a second after the Trojan horse Green had loaded into the system a few days prior began to work its magic, taking down the alarms in alternate locations to avoid raising suspicions.
“How are our boys doing?” Peren asked, over her intercom link to Green.
It was easy to pick up how nervous she was and Green was thankful he’d thought to keep the girls off the team’s main line of communication. He didn’t need Lukian or Roi getting distracted by their mates’ concerns. The women could hear the men just fine but until Green flipped another switch, only he could hear the women.
“Alpha Team, proceed to level two,” he said, watching the facility’s sensors for signs of life forms but finding none in the stairwell. “On your left will be the cryogenics room. On the right you’ll find a mini-lab. From there, you’ll see an operating room and according to PSI Intel, a room used to cage animals and humans. I’m not detecting any life forms at present. Proceed with caution.”
“Alpha Team is a go,” Lukian said.
Green watched silently as Lukian entered the room and planted charges. They would not allow any frozen embryos or other DNA material collected by Krauss’ people to survive. As much as they all needed to fully understand DNA splicing and manipulation better, it wasn’t worth the risk of it falling into enemy hands once more. Besides, I-Ops and PSI would never enter back into experiments that could cost lives. They’d learned their lesson long ago and had no intentions of allowing history to repeat itself.
Spinning in his chair, Green spotted another problem. “Shit!”
“Aww, I hate it when he says that,” Wilson, resident smart ass and were-rat extraordinaire, said wryly.
Green ignored him, focusing instead on the three red dots moving down the corridor closest to Wilson and Eadan. “Bravo Rat Three, prepare to engage hostiles in three … two … one.” The door nearest them opened and Green watched with bated breath as Wilson snapped one man’s neck while Eadan, a full-blooded Fae, used his power to silently kill the other two.
Wilson stared at Eadan, his face filling the viewing screen before Green. “Ya think you could give us a bit more warning next time, Mr. Science Geek?”
Green rolled his eyes. “Cut the chatter, Rat.”
Wilson flipped Green off. Green returned the favor even though he knew Wilson couldn’t see it. He smiled. “You’re lucky Eadan is with you or I’d have let you figure out on your own that the enemy was coming.”
Eadan chuckled. “I appreciate that, Green. More than you know.”
Wilson mumbled something about the fucking faerie getting more respect than him and then shut up. Green couldn’t help but laugh. Double checking the satellite feed, he grunted. “Bravo Tiger Two, report.”
“Tell me when they’re done,” Jon said quietly, always a sign he was concentrating on the target. His normally slight southern drawl always seemed to intensify when he stopped thinking about it. He also had a habit of asking his “momma” to forgive him every time he took a man out by way of sniper rifle. Green wasn’t even sure Jon realized he did it, but all in all, it seemed to keep Jon real. The threat of losing touch with humanity was a danger for the I-Ops, one they hoped they’d never succumb to.
“Charges are in place,” Lukian reported. “We need to move, now!”
Green nodded. “Alpha and Bravo Teams, pull out. I repeat, pull out. Charges are set.”
A round of acknowledgements followed as Green kept his eyes on the monitors. He mentally began calculating the amount of time it would take each operative to make it back to the van and then how far they needed to be from the facility to assure a clear, safe distance before detonating the charges.
Lukian and Roi were the first ones to make it back to the van. Roi took the driver’s seat and Lukian rode shotgun. Green thrust the back door open just in time for Jon to hop in. Glancing back at the monitors, Green spotted six red dots moving in on Wilson and Eadan’s location.
“Bravo Rat Three, you’ve got company. Consider my warning an early Christmas present. Roi was planning on buying you cheese. See, my gift is better.”
Wilson snorted and mumbled under his breath, “Asshole.”
“How many?” Eadan asked as he ran next to Wilson. The view, projected out from tiny cameras attached near the bands wrapped around the back of their heads, shook. It was nauseating but Green had grown accustomed to it over the years. Jon looked away, clearly not as conditioned to watching the image shake.
“If you’re planning on being sick, do me the courtesy of doing it outside of the van,” Green said, smiling as Jon’s face paled.
Jon nodded and then hopped out of the van. Green did his best to ignore the retching sound and concentrated on Wilson and Eadan’s progress. Finding it halted, he shot a glance at Lukian. “Captain, they’re pinned in.”
“Jon!” Lukian yelled. “Get your ass in here. Roi, get us to that side of the building, now!”
“Yes, sir.”
The van lurched forward, causing Green to fall against the control panel. He had a half a second to wonder what he might have turned on or off accidentally before he reacted. Green grabbed Jon just in time to pull him in before he’d have been left behind, and then exhaled loudly. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” Jon said, his voice a bit off kilter. He patted himself once for good measure obviously not as confident in his answer as he’d have liked all to believe.
“Green, is everyone alive?” Missy asked, reminding him she was up the road waiting. “Are they okay? God, please tell me that Roi didn’t do anything stupid.”
“Hey! I heard that. And I’ll have you know, dear wife, I never do anything stupid while on a mission.” Roi chuckled as he took the van off road and through a six-foot metal fence. “Hot damn!”
It was then Green realized he must have opened the lines of communication to the women when he fell onto the control panel. Now wasn’t the time to worry about it though. The van lifted off the ground again and slammed down, rocking its occupants violently. Equipment that was technically secure scattered about. Their weapons slid away only to be replaced by others.
Lukian smacked Roi upside the back of the head and growled. “Brother, you’re going to get us killed!”
“Technically,” Green said, leaning forward. “We’re immortal, so unless you end up decapitated or something pierces your heart, you should live. Granted, there is always the chance I’m wrong.”
Lukian arched a black brow and stared back at him. It was the one bearing a tiny scar he’d gotten when he was just a boy. Somehow, it had always made him seem more real to Green. “Not helping here, Green. Really.”
“Sorry, Captain.”
“Don’t apologize. Just don’t remind me how losing my head is a bad thing. At least not when I’m about to stick my neck on the line—literally.” Laughing, Lukian leaned out of the window, his M4 Carbine in hand as he laid down cover fire. Wilson and Eadan were still pinned in. They wouldn’t make it out in time with the convoy of men dispersing on the other side of the facility. Green grabbed a M203 Grenade Launcher from the weapons chest to his left, thankful it wasn’t bouncing around the van as well, and handed it to Jon. “Open the back door and fire at the second level, fourth window in from the right.” He glanced at Roi. “Roi, spin in a circle, now!”
“Yeehaw!” Roi yelled, taking his daredevil ways to a new level as he came close to overturning the van. It tipped, lifted off the wheels on one side before slamming back down and bouncing.
“Goddamnit, Major!” Jon snarled, still looking a bit pale.
“Roi, if you get yourself killed, I am never having sex with you again,” Missy bit out over the headsets.
It was illogical but effective. Roi immediately began to behave himself. “Sorry, doll baby.”
Jon thrust the back door open and aimed the weapon higher than need be to aid in the trajectory.
“Eadan, throw power around Wilson and yourself, now,” Green said, calmly into his microphone, knowing the Fae could handle the request. “And I suggest you run now. Trust me when I say a bullet is better than a building falling on you.”
“Tell him the head and heart story,” Roi said, laughing under his breath. “That should make him feel much better about his odds.”
A semi-growl like noise came from Missy.
“Shutting up now, dear,” Roi whispered.
“Oh, shit!” Wilson and Eadan ran full force toward the van. Green grabbed an M-16 and immediately began laying down cover fire for them. Lukian leaned out his window and did the same. Jon hit his mark, as Green knew he would, and the grenade exploded. Eadan dove into the van, careful to stay under Green’s line of fire. Wilson followed suit as something close to a sonic boom followed. Jon grabbed one door and Green grabbed the other, pulling them closed.
“Get us out of here, now!” Lukian shouted.
Roi chuckled “Oh, now you want my Andretti skills.”
“Do not make me shoot you.” The fake snarl from Lukian told them all he was joking.
Eadan lay on his back, laughing as they sped away. Flames engulfed the building, shooting out in all directions. Jon glanced down at Eadan. “Did you snap or do you always laugh when you come close to dying?”
It was Missy who answered. “He always does that. Give him about ten minutes. He’ll snap out of it. I went from one hot dog to another.” She would know how Eadan normally behaved. She’d been married to him years ago. Roi and Eadan had worked out their differences and had come to an understanding.
Roi huffed. “I am not a hot dog. More like a great big, I’m talking huge … mongo even, sausage.”
Everyone laughed. After dangerous missions when everyone made it out relatively unharmed, the men tended to rely on humor to keep their wits and their ties to something non-violent. For too many years they’d been the silent operatives, going in and eliminating targets the world wasn’t even aware it had. It tended to wear on the human side of them while feeding their beasts.
Wilson tapped Green’s leg. “Do me a favor and pull out the bullet in my shoulder I don’t think it’s in deep. I can probably have it healed by morning.”
“Dare I guess how many bullets you’ll take when we get to South America? You seem like a magnet.”
Jon grinned. “I could use him for target practice now so he’s good and conditioned.”
“I want to help,” Roi said, chuckling.
Lukian ignored their banter, pulling a chart out and flicking on his mini-flashlight instead. He was anal about the reports they filed with Colonel Brooks. Green had no doubt that Lukian would have the paperwork needed for the briefing done by the time the rest of them were home and showered.
Eadan nudged Wilson. “If it helps, I have no desire to shoot you—yet.”
“Gee, I feel so much better now.”
Eadan snickered. “Yeah, I thought that would make you feel better. I’m charming like that.”
“Eadan, uhh, umm, never mind,” Green muttered, unsure why thoughts of Melanie’s well-being hit him out of nowhere.
The Fae glanced up at him and gave him a soft look. “Yes, Green. Melanie is still okay. I can sense her through our bond. I’ve never been able to pick up on her activities but when she’s not consciously blocking me, I’m able to read her feelings. I’m guessing she’s resting because its one of the only ways Melanie’s mind relaxes enough not to fight back.”
Exhaling, Green nodded. “Thank you.”
“You know,” Wilson arched a brow, “you could just call her. Ask her out on a date. Read from one of those boring science books. Talk about mating rituals of penguins or whatever else geeks like you enjoy. Anything.”
“I will.” As Green said it, he knew it was a lie. He’d never gather the courage to ask someone like Melanie out. She was so vibrant, so carefree, a woman he couldn’t understand but couldn’t get out of his mind either.
“Mmmhmm.” The look on Wilson’s face said he didn’t believe for a second Green would call. He was right.
“Uhh, not to break up this ‘feel good’ moment,” Jon pointed at the viewing screens, “but is that a guy on the corner of the guard shack with an RPG launcher?”
For a split second, no one said a word. The moment Jon lunged toward the weapons chest, everyone, including Roi, who was driving, reached for one. Lukian smacked him in the back of the head again. “Idiot, watch the road!”
“Oh, right.”
The rest of the men armed themselves with something capable of shooting longer distances and went into action. Eadan sat up, lifted his hands and released his magik. It ran over Green, making the air around him buzz and the hair on his arm stand on end. The doors to the van burst open. Jon and Wilson began firing.
“Take out that RPG!” Lukian yelled as if they needed to be told something so obvious.
Green tapped Jon’s shoulder. “Too high, you’re over shooting.”
“Ha, Mr. Science Geek thinks he can do better.” Wilson fired as much as his mouth ran. That always left him going through ammo quicker than others.
Ignoring his comment, Green held his weapon, aimed, doing his best to mentally calculate the rate at which the vehicle was moving, versus the position of the man about to fire a rocket-propelled grenade at them, and fired. The man dropped as he fired the RPG. All of them watched in horror as a trail of fire seemed to streak towards them.
“Oh shit,” Green whispered.
“See, when he says that,” Wilson glanced at Green, “it’s always bad.”
“Nah.” Roi chuckled, glancing in the review mirror. “That’s going wide. It’ll miss us by a—”
The RPG shot past the van, narrowly missing it and causing it to rock slightly. Roi looked at Lukian. “Umm, by a centimeter or two. See. All is fine. Anyone else impressed Green stepped up and nailed the guy with one shot?”
Putting his hand up, Green let out a soft laugh. “I am.”
“Just another day at the office, buddy.” Jon patted Green on the shoulder. “Nice shot.”
“I’m getting too old for this shit.”
“Aren’t we all?”
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Project Exorcism, Book 1
Long ago, the Commission thought it had succeeded in ridding Earth of all supernatural beings. They were dead wrong. The supernaturals have not only survived the cold reaches of space, they have thrived. And grown more powerful.
Commission Captain Sevan Vasil has enough problems without the strange, erotic dreams that seem to be his mind’s version of a cruel joke. No woman could be that perfect a lover…except perhaps a mate. That’s the joke—no woman alive would dare answer a lion-shifter’s call. Until sassy, raven-haired Lorelei Janelle appears on his communication screen. The familiar face and angelic voice are straight out of his dreams.
Lorelei’s gut tells her not to let Sevan’s damaged vessel anywhere near her uncharted planet, but her hormones overrule her head. The all-too-cocky, all-too-sexy captain is all she ever wanted—and everything it’s not safe to have. Getting him and his crew safely off the planet before the planet’s ruling vampire sorcerer awakes will be nip and tuck.
Getting Sevan out of her heart…impossible.
Rating: Contains hot, hot, hot sex, an alpha male shifter, a delicious devi, adult language, and violence.
Project Exorcism, Book 2
With a Commission uniform on her back and an engagement ring from the ship commander on her finger, a normal life is finally within Dr. Marisa Langston’s reach. If she can just learn to love her fiancé, everything will be perfect. Except for the perfectly arrogant Lieutenant Commander Bradi Janelle. He not only gets on her last nerve, he makes her body burn with a hunger only he can satisfy. Distraction is dangerous for a woman who has something to hide…especially when the ship is sabotaged.
Bradi isn’t looking for a mate. Hell, he goes out of his way to avoid the prospect altogether—until the sexy little number in the infirmary makes a mockery of his ladies’ man façade. Now, trapped with her in an escape pod, she’s way too close for comfort. Too close to deny himself the heaven of her body. And her semi-conscious ramblings reveal way too much information—secrets that are dangerous for them both.
Their out-of-control hormones are the least of their problems. The pod is careening toward his home planet. Once there, Marisa won’t be the only one with nothing left to hide…
This book has been previously published and has been revised from its original release.
Warning: Contains steaming hot baby-making in close quarters, sexy shifters in a galaxy far, far away, and a giant eel. Don’t worry, it’s friendly. Most of the time.
Project Exorcism, Book 3
As head of the Sargaidia guards, Nina Janelle is accustomed to getting what she wants out of her men—in battle and in bed. These days, she’s in a losing battle with her panther-shifter heat cycle, each round requiring more and more men to quell her burning need. Until she meets Commission Officer Jordan Vasil. Suddenly, only one man can satisfy her—too bad the cocky pilot grates on her very last nerve.
Nina’s is the only face floating in his mind when Jordan lies alone at night, suffering from unrequited lust. It seems she’d rather slit his throat than bed him—until he finds her in debilitating pain from her efforts to subdue her urges. Ignoring her attempts to push him away, he gives her what she needs. His touch. His body.
Nina’s not quite ready to concede defeat, but she needs Jordan’s piloting skills to find her missing brother. Alone with him in close quarters promises to be more than distracting. Losing control could cost more than her kick-ass reputation. It could cost their lives.
Warning: Contains a hotheaded female who doesn’t like having to rely on any one let alone a man. And an equally stubborn alpha shifter male who’s is more than willing to go toe to toe with her before rocking her world.
Stegian is a man held prisoner in his own body by a demon. A demon hell bent on ridding the planet of all Janelles. He rules by fear and he rules well. But, when a mysterious, gorgeous woman arrives late one night, tempting him, claiming to want to save him from himself, everything changes. He longs for her and wants to believe her words are true—that she can separate him from the vampire he carries within. Dare he hope? Dare he believe?
Jacquelyn Janelle is no longer held to the same rules that apply to her people. She’s ascended and gained valuable insight into the universe and its plans for one thought lost to evil. More than that, she’s fully aware who he is to her—her true mate. She’ll stop at nothing to assure she saves him, even if it’s from himself.
Warning: This novella contains explicit sex and violence. It is a story about redemption against all hope and about how love can transcend time and space. Plus, it has hot sex scenes for those unconcerned with the frilly stuff
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